Troublesome Opponents Require Special Measures

Qin Yi looked at his disciple's puffed-up expression and deliberately asked, "What are you angry about?"

Li Wuxian froze for a moment, then said awkwardly, "It just doesn't feel right. Someone aspiring to become the Heavenly Emperor shouldn't be as... as..."

"I didn't say anything. Even if she were a peerless saint beneath heaven, that has nothing to do with her looks. Ugly is ugly—are people not allowed to say so?"

"I..."

"Besides, she wanted to become the Heavenly Emperor but didn't manage it. So what if she had aspirations? I aspire to be the chief of the universe too, and don't I look utterly ordinary?"

Li Wuxian looked at him helplessly. "Master, you are too modest."

"By the way, you look adorable lying there and talking like that."

Li Wuxian sighed. "Master really does like the silly type like Ye Ling."

"You actually know Ye Ling likes to lie prone... But she doesn't stick her butt up."

"She's a snake. She has no butt." Li Wuxian looked very proud. "My figure is even better than Auntie's!"

"..." Qin Yi rubbed his chin, speechless. Other than not being as tall as Qing Jun, her overall figure really was better than Qing Jun's...

Er, that wasn't important.

Of course, he had deliberately said those things mainly to determine whether Li Wuxian's soul or the Heavenly Emperor's was currently in control. Looking at it now, Wuxian was still the dominant one.

Forget it. Going off on a tangent was meaningless. Qin Yi could only press harder. "Do you still want to hear the story?"

"Master, you haven't even started telling it. You barely began before wandering off beyond the horizon yourself."

"Oh, right..." Qin Yi smiled. "This person who wanted to become the Heavenly Emperor really couldn't, because her cultivation wasn't enough."